The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Java was her favorite flavor in her previous life.

It can be said that Jiang Jingchen prepared it very carefully.

Gu Weimian lowered his eyes, collected the emotions in his heart, picked up the black tea and took a sip.

"puff!"

hot!

The little bit Gu Weimian drank in immediately spurted out.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Jingchen walked over quickly.

Before he could reach the front, Gu Weimian had already put the black tea back, covering her mouth and still breathing in. It was so hot that it almost burned her to death.

Jiang Jingchen touched the temperature of the cup and frowned slightly: "I'm calling someone."

He pulled down the hanging bell on the side and his hand was held by Gu Weimian.

"No need." The girl's voice was still a little hoarse, but she was smiling, "It was just a little burnt, and it's healed now."

Jiang Jingchen frowned and did not let go of the hand holding the bell: "Is it really okay?"

"Well, I want to go to the bathroom and apply some cold water."

"The bathroom is over there." Jiang Jingchen pointed in the general direction, but the room was too dark and he couldn't see clearly, "Shall I accompany you there?"

Gu Weimian shook his head quickly, "I'll go there myself."

After she finished speaking, she stood up from the sofa, groped in the dark, and walked towards the bathroom.

In the quiet room, the only sound was the sound of shoes scraping against the carpet.

In this quiet dark space, time seemed to stand still.

"Shua——"

The curtains were suddenly opened.

Gu Weimian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Jiang Jingchen calmly.

The man raised his hand to block the light outside. The sun was setting and the light outside was already very dim, but compared to the dark room before, it still seemed too bright.

"Gu Weimian, what are you doing!"

Gu Weimian smiled, walked to the bathroom door, lowered his body, stretched out his hand on the floor of the bathroom door and wiped it gently, "Soapy water?"

She raised her eyes and looked at the sharp corners protruding from the side of the door. "Is this the scene of an accidental death?"

Gu Weimian's voice was lazily, and he stood up so that he could have some time to look at Jiang Jingchen.

The man squinted his eyes, his gentle surface faded away, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So?"

Gu Weimian's eyes were also cold: "You did it on purpose from the beginning, but... I don't know if it was for me or for everyone?"

Jiang Jingchen lazily sat back on the sofa, picked up the coffee, and took a sip, "With such an impact, unless you are unlucky enough to hit your temple, you will not die. At best, you will be disfigured."

In his words, disfigurement was as simple as cutting a finger.

What he was curious about was how Gu Weimian knew there was a trap here: "But... when did you discover it?"

“I found it right when I walked in.”

Even if a person like Jiang Jingchen was willing to reconcile with her, with his petty and petty character, and the several losses he had suffered at her hands before, how could he not hold grudges and suddenly become so graceful?

She's not naive anymore.

"This is all linked together, have you bothered?"

From the lighting point, the game has already begun.

Jiang Jingchen smiled coldly, looking at Gu Weimian's face full of disgust: "Now that you know, you can get out now."

The man chases away customers without mercy.

Gu Weimian chuckled lightly, "Sorry, I'm not leaving. I'm here to see you on their behalf. I haven't finished reading this yet. Come and let me see how your face is doing."